She really thought it immoral for a girl to receive a letter from a
gentleman, she really felt that the high tone of her school was endangered
by that flagrant breach of manners made by Deleah Day. She had to punish
iniquity, she had to protect from the evil effects of pernicious example,
the unsullied young under her care.
When Deleah, that afternoon, came upon Reggie waiting for her at the
corner of the street, a fatuous expression of joy at her approach on his
silly, good-looking face, she had received her dismissal from the school.
She was filled with anger towards him as the cause of that which was to
her a calamity.
"I have been given notice to go. _You_ have done that, Reggie," she
greeted him. "Your silly letter this morning was the finish."
"A rattling good thing too," the irreverent Reggie declared. "I'm jolly
glad to hear it."
"And what do you suppose I am to do now?"
"That's what I came to tell you. It's just spiffin' for my plans, as
you'll see, dear."
"It's not at all 'spiffin'' for mine."
"You. wait! You and I will get married, Deleah. We'll bring it off at
once, do you see?"
"Oh, no, Reggie!"
"Oh, yes, Deleah. See if we won't! I'm not doing anything underhand.
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